AN: Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. Thanks to all who have reviewed my stories in 2013. This is my Christmas present to my friends Hi14X, WWExRulexBreakerx, Wrestlerorca45, DarylDixon'sgirl1985, and WWE21 this year. I hope you all like it.

Chapter 1

Dear Shawn,

I hope this year brought you a lot of joy and peace to your family. You deserve everything that comes your way and I hope you have a safe holiday with your wife and children. How are they? You haven't talked about them in a while and it doesn't seem like you call much anymore, but that doesn't really matter to me. I just hope for the best. This week's Raw was the best we've ever had this holiday season, and Vince and Steph are making sure the fans continue to get involved with the program. Did I tell you we we're funding a new sponsor this year? I can't wait to see you again...

Hunter sighed and dropped his pencil, gazing over the words on the small paper in front of him. He felt his heart jump in his chest when he read some words and sentences, seeing how jumbled and business-related they were. Even he started to notice how much the company's business matters began to interfere with his personal life. He tried his best to keep his personal feelings around his family, but it became a challenge when he was at work or in another town. It didn't make sense to include the part about the new sponsor program Vince and Stephanie were up to. Writing down notes or mapping out matters at work became easier to Hunter after a few years behind the scenes, but he didn't want to forget about his family and friends. How could he? They were around him almost everyday.

Now, Hunter felt confused as he finished reading the words for the third time, crossing out sentences and extra words here and there. He wanted to make this year's card special, but every time he tried to think of something to say, it turned into a card for fax machines than an actual person.

All he wanted was to make a perfect Christmas card. How hard could it be?

In Hunter's case, it was hardest thing in the world. He grunted in anger and crumpled the paper in his hand until the edges stung against his palm. He reached under the desk and tossed the paper in the trash can. Hunter grunted under his breath and closed his eyes as he leaned back in his chair and allowed his mind to wonder in the darkness. When he finally came to his senses, he opened them and saw Stephanie beside his chair, looking down at the card on the desk and the empty paper and pencil beside it. She looked over at Hunter with a frown on her face.

"Bad day at work, honey?" She asked.

"No," Hunter looked up at his wife. "I'm just tired and I can't seem to think of what to say to Shawn this year."

Stephanie nodded her head and peeked her head over Hunter's shoulder, noticing the trash can near the desk. It was full of crumpled papers.

"Maybe you should give it some time. I mean, it doesn't have to be perfect, Hunter."

"It does," Hunter growled. "I'm sending it to Shawn. This is my best friend I'm talking to."

Stephanie smiled and leaned down to her husband's ear, kissing him on the cheek. "I'm sure Shawn will appreciate your card this year like he did last year."

"But last year I gave him a card with a deer on it and forty dollars." Hunter whispered.

"Hunter," Stephanie grabbed Hunter's face and made him look at her. She could see the strain in his eyes. "He's going to like this one, too. Trust me."

Hunter limply smiled and kissed his wife before standing up and stretching his arms over his head. Stephanie smiled and walked towards the kitchen. Hunter decided to follow her since his throat felt dry.

On the way towards the kitchen, he noticed his children playing on the floor with blocks and toy castles in front of their Christmas tree. Hunter smiled at his three girls, the oldest, Aurora, laughing as she stacked a few blocks on top of a massive tower her siblings were building. The lights on the tree blinked in unison behind the girls as they laughed and giggled.

He couldn't wait to see the looks on his girls' faces on Christmas morning, especially when they woke him up and dragged him out of bed at three in the morning along with their Mom. It was Hunter's favorite time to spend with his family before getting ready for another busy year.

He quickly snapped out of his thoughts and walked towards the kitchen. Once he entered the doorway, he walked towards the cabinet and grabbed a glass off the shelve, bringing it down towards the sink. He turned on the water and watched as the liquid poured into the glass, slowly rising to the top. He began to think of Shawn, and how his Christmas card should at least thank him for the early present he sent him in the mail a few weeks ago. He set it under the tree and couldn't wait to see what it was on the special morning. He could acknowledge Shawn's hard work and dedication to his job for Raw even if he's retired, or maybe thanking him for the long years they spent together on the road.

Hunter smiled as he remembered those times. Laughing, smiling, hugging, sweating even. The two of them having fun even in their darkest days. All those memories together. Where did they go? Why did they have to leave so quickly?

Hunter quickly came out of his thoughts when he felt a trickle of water run down his arm. He looked down and saw the water overflowing in the cup, most of it falling down into the sink as some drops managed to get on his hand and arm. He pulled back his hand and turned the knob on the sink, shaking his arm and spilling a few splashes of water on the floor. He cussed under his breath and set the glass on the counter, stepping over the puddle of water. He grabbed a nearby washcloth and placed the glass on the decorated table. As soon as he set the glass down, he walked over to the puddle and wiped the water off the floor.

A few footsteps echoed in Hunter's ears, but he didn't care to look up and see who approached him. He was about to get the mop when he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Stephanie staring down at him with a slight smile on her face.

"Honey, why don't you get some rest. I'll take care of this."

"You've been busy all day." Hunter sighed.

Stephanie smiled and said, "Not busy enough."

Hunter sighed and wanted to clean up the mess, but he slowly stood up and handed his wife the cloth. He smiled towards his wife before grabbing the glass and walked upstairs.

"Who wants to help me put up the angel this year?" Shawn called as he finished putting up the lights on the Christmas tree.

Cheyenne and Cameron walked into the living room and saw their Dad hang the last string of lights on the green branches, both smiling as he got off the ladder and reached down towards a small box. Shawn grabbed the light object and pulled out a gold angel with silver wings and a red halo above its head. The wings slowly came off as they were loose from staying up in the attic all year, along with a cord that came off the back.

The two children walked towards their Dad and he smiled at them. Cameron helped with the angel's cord while Cheyenne held the angel's wings in her hands.

"Daddy?" Cheyenne looked up at her Dad.

"Yes, honey?" Shawn asked, fixing the angel's halo.

"How do angel's get their wings?"

Shawn smiled and leaned down to grab the wings gently from Cheyenne's hands.

"They do nice things for others and for God himself. He created angel's to sing and give peace to his people."

"Are you an angel, Daddy?" Cheyenne asked.

Shawn smiled and said, "Maybe. What do you think, Cameron?"

"I think you're the coolest Dad in the world." Cameron said.

"Thanks." Shawn whispered as he gently placed the wings on the angel's back.

Once the angel's wings clipped on, Shawn took the cord from Cameron's hand and placed it below the wings, hooking it in the back.

"You're the sweetest Dad in the world." Cheyenne said.

"Thanks again." Shawn whispered as he climbed the ladder and placed the angel on top of the tree. He slowly climbed back down and placed the end of the cord in a nearby power socket, the light from the angel shining immediately.

Cheyenne smiled and hugged her brother as they both looked at the shining angel above. Shawn smiled and stood next to his children as they watched the tree light up with green, red, and blue lights. The angel above gave the tree a better golden light. Shawn smiled as he watched Cheyenne and Cameron's faces light up as the decorations continued flashing in front of them, making him feel happy. It was his favorite time of the year to spend with his family.

Shawn hugged his children before whispering, "I think it's time for bed."

"But Dad..." Cheyenne began.

"I know school's out for Christmas break, but your Mom would kill me if I allowed you two to stay up after ten."

Shawn kissed his children on the head and smiled, signaling them to go upstairs. Cheyenne frowned and Cameron nodded, both of them walking towards the stairs.

"Cheyenne," Shawn called, watching his daughter turn around. "Why don't you pick out a book and I'll read it to you?"

Cheyenne smiled brightly and ran up the stairs quickly towards her bedroom. Shawn laughed at his daughter's actions and noticed Cameron remained at the staircase looking up at the angel on the tree.

"Hey, Cam," Shawn said. "I'll read to you, too. That is...if you want me to."

"I'll listen in from next door," Cameron said, slowly making his way towards the stairs. "I love you, Dad."

"I love you, too, son."

As Cameron slowly walked up the stairs, Shawn sighed and looked back towards the tree. The angel still lit up as it stared into the living room with its big blue eyes. He started to remember all those years waiting for Cameron to go to sleep as he read to him every night. And he knew it was going to be hard once Cheyenne was old enough to sleep on her own. For now, he was going to savor every moment he had with his children.

Shawn continued to stare at the angel, feeling its warm comfort at the time of giving. He then felt something heavy cover his eyes and quickly heard a small laugh in his ear. He chuckled and turned around, his wife, Rebecca, smiling at him.

Rebecca kissed her husband tenderly. "You're an angel to me."

"You heard all that?"

"Yes," Rebecca looked at the angel, then back at Shawn. "I think it's sweet the way you allow our kids to spend time with each other."

"I want what's best for them." Shawn said.

Rebecca smiled and kissed her husband. "I know you do. That's what makes you an angel."